Sienna’s POV
Kael walked away, and I went to clear the table with tears already burning in my eyes. They spilled before I could stop them. I tried to brace myself, but I could not. I blamed myself. I should not have answered his question the way I did. Maybe if I had given him the answer he wanted, he would not have gone to Bianca and let her touch him. Maybe if I had said I was happy, he would not have needed someone else to make him feel wanted.
I washed the plates in tears. For the first time, cleaning became something that steadied me instead of just something I did. I scrubbed the plates, then the stove, then the counter, putting all my panic into my hands because I did not know what else to do with it.
I did not hear Kael come behind me. He smelled fresh now, like he had showered,
